Survive as a Prison Guard in the Game

Chapter 104
Village of the Dryads (2)

Deep in the forests of Dryad.

A dwarven man in a black cloak staggered along.

His clothes were reduced to rags.

Scarred marks all over his body.

Philip hobbled with some difficulty, dragging himself to the front of a wooden statue.

*Thud!*

He collapsed against the wooden statue, leaning back. He was so exhausted that his eyes threatened to close, but he fought them back.

*Oooooh!*

Black energy flowed from the statue and into Philip’s body.

As time passed,

The wounds on Philip’s body healed, and his tired face began to rejuvenate. Free of pain, Philip gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He snarled.

“…. that bitch.”

His eyes flashed as he remembered the woman who had made him like this. A blonde-haired mage. The image of her chasing him like a mad dog was still vivid in his mind.

-Why don’t you stop? If I catch you, you know what I’ll do!

The terror he felt then still lingered in his body. But there was also an intense rage that overwhelmed it.

The nickname she called him.

-Pinocchio!

Philip clenched his fists and pounded the ground.

“My name is Philip!”

Pinocchio of lies.

Philip didn’t like the nickname.

He hadn’t always hated it.

A curse of lies, bestowed upon him after being chosen by Mr. Rodwell. The ability to manipulate people with words made him feel superior, like a god.

The pleasure of lying.

But that was all it was.

Unlike the other curses, there was no special skill involved, and lying didn’t work for everyone.

-Hey, liar!

-I’ll pull your teeth if you talk to me, understand?

-Worthless asshole. You’re like Pinocchio in a fairy tale, all you can do is lie.

Even his allies in the Darkness Seven mocked and ignored him.

Lies. Lies. Lies.

He hated being called Pinocchio because it made him feel like all of his hard work had been a lie.

But since his talent was to manipulate others with lies, his notoriety grew, and he became known as Pinocchio of Lies.

So he set himself one goal.

To be able to kill anyone who called him Pinocchio, no matter who they were.

“…..I can do it.”

Philip remembered Rodwell’s words.

-Your power is infinite. Once you awaken the power of lies, there will be no one in this world who can defeat you.

How to awaken the power of lies.

It is to consume the branch of innocence held by the Queen of the Dryads.

Philip turned his gaze to the great tree on the hill.

The plum blossom tree that housed the Queen of the Dryads.

He wished she would have just handed over the branch of innocence, but she was too stubborn to do so.

‘Lies didn’t work…..’

For those with strong hearts, telling lies didn’t work, so he had to come up with another plan.

The queen’s heart needs to be broken.

So that lies could slip through the cracks.

Using the Dryads around him, he managed to lure them into his lies and gain information about the Queen.

She loves humans.

She gave humans the forest at the bottom of the hill so they could live on this land, and she gave them the fruits of the forest for food.

‘I wonder what it would feel like to be betrayed by someone you love so much.’

No matter how noble one is.

No one could withstand such betrayal.

Philip led the Dryads into the village and killed people. After a week of terrorizing the town.

He went to the chief of the village and told him what had happened.

The Dryads did this, and the only way to fix it is to cut down the tree on that hill.

-I’ll call in some mercenaries and cut down that tree right away.

The chief called in the mercenaries.

Philip watched the mercenaries axe the tree on the hill and waited for time to pass.

The conflict between the dryads and the humans.

He was sure that if he provoked them to war, even the strong heart of the queen who stood in the middle would shatter.

“Is it ripe now?”

Philip stood up from his position and placed his hand on the wooden statue. Rousing the Dryads to the prelude to war.

“The queen is in danger.”

Philip’s voice rang out, drawing the Dryads from their sleep in the trees.

“The Queen….”

“We must… protect her.”

“Humans… bastards!”

The Dryads’ faces contorted with rage, and they crowded together in a circle, radiating murderous intent toward the humans.

Philip directed them again.

“Let’s kill the humans and rescue the queen!”

“Kill the humans!”

“And save the queen!”

Philip was about to move when he saw the Dryads heading toward the village.

“You bastard, you were here?”

Two of the mages who had been in pursuit with the blonde-haired mage appeared.

Two with confident looks on their faces.

The corners of his mouth twitched up at the sight of them, in case there were any possible interference.

He’d hidden crystals of curses throughout the forest.

The new power of the curse of lies, which he had only recently fully understood and realized.

Philip clutched the black necklace around his neck tightly in his hand, drawing demonic energy to him and speaking.

“The King of the False World has awakened.”

He snapped his fingers in unison.

The wooden statue shattered, and the black crystal hidden within rose into the sky, emitting a black light.

The forest was enveloped in blackness.

“What the…!”

“Is it domain enchantment, focus.”

Philip stalked on, watching the mages move back and forth among themselves as if hallucinating.

A world made of lies.

They would never get out of it, and they would destroy themselves.

“If these guys are here….”

Philip remembered the blonde mage.

Because her power was too great.

All he could do was look ahead and flee.

Now everything was reversed.

He was a god, at least in this forest of false worlds.

“I’ll torture you for four years, and then I’ll make sure you kill yourself. Kek, Kek, Kekk.”

Pinocchio clamped both hands over his mouth, but laughter escaped through the gaps. He couldn’t hold back the laughter.

“Kek, Kek, Kekk. I will kill you.”

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He walked through the forest with Isabelle.

“You can’t have come here alone. Where are the others?”

Isabelle yawned in response to his question.

“They’re probably searching the forest somewhere, I guess?”

“And you’re out playing?”

“I’ve been running about the place the hardest. You think it’s easy to question villagers all day? Look at me. I’m so tired I’m yawning.”

“Did you get anything out of all that wandering?”

“Turns out there was a serial killing a couple months ago.”

The corner of Isabelle’s mouth rose.

It seemed she wanted to be recognized, so he clapped his hands nonchalantly.

“Well, that’s something.”

“Hey, what’s that look on your face, are you dismissing me?”

“Can’t you see I’m clapping for you?”

“What a bastard.”

“So what’s the cause of death?”

Isabelle shook her head and opened her mouth.

“Asphyxiation, crushed by something. The victims had marks around their necks from a thick rope or something.”

It sounded familiar.

“But what does that have to do with the thing you were after?”

“A dryad.”

“A fairy who manipulates nature?”

“Yes. A guy named Pinocchio had a Dryad, and one of my teammates was almost killed by one, and the marks on his neck…. looked just like the marks on the dead villagers.”

Isabelle clicked her tongue and scowled.

“I don’t know why, but I think he killed people months ago, fled, and then came back here.”

“…….”

“Once I caught him. I’ll rip his limbs off and drag him around.”

He glanced back at Isabelle as she walked ahead.

It was good to see her so confident.

This case needed to be approached with caution.

Pinocchio, a member of the Darkness Seven.

The special powers he possessed.

The Curse of Lies.

The ability to sway the minds of his opponents, a power far beyond deception or bewitchment.

He could explosively increase a target’s abilities.

Conversely, it could also drag their ability down to the bottom.

“Huh? Roina!”

He turned at Isabelle’s shout.

In the center of the forest in front of them stood a woman with blue hair, dressed in the same uniform as Isabelle.

Her eyes were blank.

Looking at the blue haired woman’s feet, he realizes that there are no shadows, which means she’s not the real Roina.

As he watched Isabelle run toward her with joy, he shouted urgently.

“Dodge!”

“What?”

Isabelle whipped her head in his direction.

The blue-haired woman raised her hands high.

Kicking the ground, he dashed forward and unsheathed his sword.

Using a gust of wind, he moved in front of Isabelle, then charged his sword with mana and swung it forward.

*Slash!*

Her head was cut off and she fell to the ground.

At the same time, Roina’s body vanished like a mirage, revealing her true form.

A tree root in human form.

Pinocchio had used his powers on the root created by the Dryads.

“Was what I saw an illusion?”

“No.”

It was different from an illusion.

Visions can’t do physical damage, but the false puppet Pinocchio had created could.

“There’s something off about this place. If you see anything, check for shadows. Don’t believe everything you see.”

“Damn. I thought I was dealing with a dryad, not a mind manipulator, that guy is such a tricky bastard!”

The real tricky part is just beginning.

The False World, one of Pinocchio’s many skills.

By dominating a certain area.

A field-type skill that increases one’s own stats and decreases the stats of one’s opponents.

The stronger the control he has over an area, the worse it is for his opponent, as any skill or attack they use will be effective against him.

“Isabelle.”

“What?”

“I want you to prepare a restraining spell and close your eyes until I give you the signal.”

“I don’t know what it is, but you seem to know something, so I’ll do as you say.”

He watched as Isabelle closed her eyes, and activated the Eye of Arrakis.

A world made of lies.

This is a fabricated realm created by Pinocchio, and to escape, he must break the crystal of the curse that maintains the false world.

“Is it there.”

A blue line appeared in his vision.

He followed the line that showed the path.

*Rumbles!* *Rumbles!*

The ground shook and another false puppet appeared to protect the crystal. This time, it took the form of a gigantic golem.

It stretched out its fist.

He formed an aura blade and swung it to cut off the golem’s arm.

*Clang!*

The sword bounced off with a clear sound.

The False World’s power manifested.

His attack was weakened, and the golem’s defense increased dramatically.

*Rumbles!*

*Thump!* *Thump!*

The Golem began to stand up around the crystal, and the weight on his body began to grow extremely heavy.

“Redin, are you okay?”

“Uh.”

Bending down, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it between the golems’ legs with as much force as he could muster.

The stone flew fast.

A shadow formed on the stone as it landed near the crystal. Using the shadow, he created a shadow alter ego and immediately moved his body.

In a flash, he was close to the crystal.

The crystal was created by Pinocchio using the power of the curse. This means that the crystal is also part of the curse.

[The Shadow Power is greedy].

[It wants to eat the Curse of Lies].

*Whirl!*

“Eat it up.”